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Who Do I Turn To After A Bothersome Day...

Today's blog...

Blog City – Day 405

After having the worst, the most tiresome day ever, who do you wish to come home to: someone, some animal, or something imagined?

I miss my cat. After coming in the door at night, it was not too long before she would call out for me to come and get her - she was kept in a space downstairs while my husband and I were out. Sometimes I would come home and hear her 'singing opera' to herself. I think she liked the sound off the furnace. The tone would change when she realized I was home.

If my husband got home before me, he would let her out but she would often not bother coming out unless he would lift her down - and he would not accommodate her. If she did come upstairs and I was not home she would go back to her basement room and get comfortable. She was my cat... not his. They tolerated each other.

I miss her spunk, she deep purring, and everything about her. It has been two years since she's been gone, but with my allergies and my husband's dislike of cats, I have opted to go without... but I still miss her sweetness. She could always make me smile and often laugh.
I would not be surprised if my stress levels and blood pressure have gone up as a result of not having her anymore.

Now I come to my writing and my friends at WDC. I can also call my mommy.